Like Every Other Year Pt 1 Poem by Vanessa Kingsley

Lightly caress the fancy invitation
Smile wistfully and supress a sigh

Smell the roses that came with the invite.
Place them in the crystal vase and set them by the window sill.

Walk up the stairs and run a hot bath.
Slip the pink-white liquid in with it.

Bubbles rise. A reminder of champagne that will later be had.
A scent that is comforting and foreboding as well.

Walk into my room and lie on my bed.
Stare at the ceiling singing along with the radio absentmindedly.

With ease, jump up and throw clothes onto the bed.
Wrap the towel around me and pick out the familiar ensemble.

Step inside the bathroom and close the door.
Draw the curtains on the window.

Slip the towel off slipping into the hot water.
Lay head back against the cool tub.

The heat soaking through my body releasing negativity so I can get through the night.
Wash and soak for a few minutes longer.

Dreading the alarm signaling for me to get out.
Reluctantly drain the fragrant water. Watch steam swirls rise from my body and curl around the room. Fogging up the glass

Wrap the towel around me again. Drying off my body.
Walk into my room once more

Switch on L-O-V-E by Michael Buble and rub lotion onto my skin.
Silently starts out: L, is for the way you look at me. O, is for the only one I see. V, is very very extra ordinary. E, is even more than anyone that you adored....

Smiles for no reason at all.
Slips on under clothes before the dark red halter dress that i sometimes switch up.

'Take my heart but please don't break it...'
Twirl around the room caught up in the song that keeps replaying and replaying.

Somehow putting in earings as well laughing with true content for the first time in a long time.
Stop spinning

Look in the mirror. Swipes hair out of face and goes on with the prepartion and continuing the playlist.